Scribbles

I just love being back to this wonderful city.  Sure, comparing NYC to Munich isn't even a fair fight and I could probably write a book on it, but I will just share two quick reasons, revelations during my morning commute to the office.  The first being the subway.  Yes, it's dirtier here, but I like it that way.  It's cheaper ($2 USD vs 2.3 Euros) and it's just gritty.  Riding the yellow line down Broadway feels more grounded and less snootty than all the S-Bahn, U-Bahns with their clear time schedules and trains full of people decked out in full business attire.  And the best part of it, walking out of the station doesn't mean being caught in a trail of second hand death that simply can't be avoided.  It's amazing how people in Germany must light one up as soon as they get of the train, leaving behind a wake of the poison they require to get them through their miserable days.  In New York, people just grab a coffee.

Which leads me to the second reason – cup sleeves.  What a concept, something to prevent you from burning your hand while you carry your hot beverage on the German rail system.  While I am grateful for the Starbucks in the main train station downtown (the first Starbucks I've bought something from in Europe), they just don't have cup sleeves.  I simply can't explain why not.  And since I'm griping, the soy milk in Europe sucks.  Silk needs to get into the market over there somehow.  The watered down stuff just doesn't cut it.

Morning commute: NYC – 2, Munich – 0.